Drawing and Painting are my passion.....and whatever the motivation, passion is what drives a creative spirit. This passion and the true beauty of the watercolor medium are expressed for me in its washes...in the way that paint explodes with color...in transparency and texture that occur when pigment is suspended within the natural vehicle of water. It is in brushstrokes filled with intense, clean color...and in paint that suggests strength and the emotion of a subject.

I “dabble” in oil but I paint in watercolor. Oil is absolutely thrilling for some things, but it does not (for me anyway) originate from deep within and explode from  my fingertips, flowing through the brush and onto the paper as watercolor does.

Subject matter that consumes me evolves continuously. Ranging from landscapes to portraits: rivers, skies, silent fields and trumpeting foliage....tableaus of umbrellas, tables and chairs.....strong patterns of sunlight and shadow.....people in their environment: walking down boulevards, dining in cafes....and those that are living lives of vanishing cultural traditions. It is traveling that has led me to my current obsession. An acknowledgement of the whys and wherefores that carry me to the land of my ancestors. After initial overwhelming reactions to the foreignness and beauty of the Italian countryside, I find myself drawn to the more remote areas. I find myself seeking out those who celebrate the traditions of their past as well as those who continue to live and work as their own ancestors did, albeit with occasional concessions to modern technology. This fascinates me as I also see how quickly globalization is overtaking us all.  And I wonder how much longer it will be before these ways of life completely disappear.